Each weekday, from early morning until sunset, television turns loose an avalanche of masculine charm that would overwhelm any audience less hardy than U.S. housewives. TV's charm boys range from such veteran network stars as Arthur Godfrey to such local Lotharios as The Continental, who lounges about in a silken robe, sipping champagne at midday, breathing love poems and casting hot-eyed glances calculated to burn right through TV screens.
Folksy & Sincere. Godfrey, of course, is the unquestioned king of TV's matinee idols. Last week, telecasting from Florida, he sat on a Miami beach with the Atlantic...
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